A Dust-Covered History of Romance

How embarrassing! Her rear was sure to be bruised this time, but why didn’t it hurt? Instead, she felt an indescribable sense of security. What was going on? Taking a closer look, she blinked. Had she really not mistaken the man? Her savior was Feng Yichen, one of the “Three Yis of the Shopping Mall” and one of the “Three Dashing Young Masters”! But why did this playboy kiss her right there on the street as soon as he rescued her, then keep calling her cute? The nerve! Didn’t he know that “cute” could mean so many different things? The shameless man had stolen her first kiss and still dared to tease her. He was asking for trouble! Wait, why hadn’t she resisted his kiss just now? Why had she been swept up in it instead...

What a naturally beautiful woman! When they first met, he had only thought the lovely girl who fell into his arms looked delicate and frail. He had no idea her figure would be so tantalizing. But how could she be so ungrateful? He, a seasoned lover who had conquered the sea of love, never lost a battle, and reveled among the flowers, had already told her he wanted her, yet she still hesitated and seemed ready to refuse. Damn it! Any other woman would probably have been moved to tears. No, he couldn’t let his glorious record come to an end at her hands...